“Jennifer now understood the meaning of the cadence: the black and white drawing, the watercolor painting,and the notes. The cadence had at last developed into a concerto for violin, the instrument of gypsies, with a prevailing rhapsodic "leitmotif". The final… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Jennifer now understood the meaning of the cadence: the black and white drawing, the watercolor painting,and the notes. The cadence had at last developed… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Cora Thompson had two of them--cats, that is. Which was quite remarkable considering she had never owned a pet before. Growing up in the… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“From somewhere Marla heard a terrifying scream--her scream--and she lunged at Martin, hitting him in the chest. When she hit him once, she couldn't… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Hurry up, he'll be coming back pretty soon!" Lynda spelled with a "y" Corgill, who was two years behind Dara, Mackenzie, and Jennifer, and… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Moving slightly beyond the shade of the seventh column, the old man carefully positioned the shopping cart so that its four wheels were perfectly… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Carolina removed an old and creased single sheet of paper, yellowed with age, that was now carefully protected in clear, acid-free paper. She handed… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Without saying anything, Dara gathered her pillow and one of the soft comforters from her bed and carried it into Carolina's room. Mackenzie and… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Not everyone is meant to be a writer," Shyla said. "I do believe, however, that everyone has a story within them to be written.” — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Someone must be having a big party, Shyla thought as she turned into her neighborhood, the rhythmic salsa beat of Latin music was so… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Timothy grabbed his squealing, tearful wife and spun her around the room. Then he read the letter again just to be sure he hadn't… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Look, Charlie," said Vince leaning back in his chair. "It's real simple. We will be four people--two men and two women--I figure it's better… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
“Marla dug her fingernails into the palms of her hands as she watched the Coyotes struggle, without success, to make up the twelve-point deficit.… — Barbara Casey Copy Share Image
